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darnell-la · 10 months

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Hiii there! may I please request a Bellamy Blake mean and dark dom smut with !female grounder reader? An enemies to lovers thing with a lot of tension or anger and fighting m so they just give in and have hot steamy smut?💖 ty!

world count: 5,9K

pairing: Dom!Bellamy Blake x Grounder!Reader

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Hatred to love

Bellamy Blake’s pov

"This place is so shitty," I said as Murphy and I stepped through the overgrown woods. We've been here for let's say, 6 months, and I've never felt more used in my life. Now that the 100 of us helped the rest of the people on the ark, we can work to reduce our time away.

To top off us being enslaved, we must deal with these people we call grounders. They’re violent and dirty, and think they own the place.

“Better watch what you say before y/n hears you,” Murphy joked, making me scoff. Y/n’s the leader of these grounders and she’s a real pain in the ass. She’s always arguing and demanding things. They also protect her and do whatever she tells them to do.

“Or what? Is she gonna stab me? We have guns and I don’t think they have treatment for that,” I said as Murphy shook his head. “I don’t understand why you don’t like her. She’s cool,” Murphy said.

I rolled my eyes and stopped, annoyed that people kept saying the same thing to me. I don’t get what they see in her. She’s violent, dirty, and has the worst attitude you could possibly think of.

“She’s not cool, she’s just some girl that thinks she has a say in everything,” I said. “First of all, that girl is 20, and second, she does have the day of everything. At least around here she does, and we choose to follow them since we landed in their territory,” Murphy said.

“And if you have a problem with that, you can barge into wherever she lives, and argue with her. Hell, fight if you need. Anything to shut you up about her at this point,” he said.

“Whatever man,” I said then kept walking, trying not to stay here all day and argue about how much I despise y/n. It just pisses me off how many people tolerate her.

“You’re not gonna stop me, so save your talking,” I said to Murphy before pushing past him and a few other friends. I’ve had enough of y/n and her demands.

I walked through the overgrown forest, stumbling over sticks and rocks, thinking about if fighting y/n is the best idea.

She’s the best warrior they say and she shows absolutely no mercy. Even if I were to beat her, her people would kill me for making her surrender. I’ll have to get her alone.

As I thought of things to do, I made my way through the forest until I was finally at the grounds of the grounders. They know me, so they let me in easily which was a big mistake.

“Y/n?” I asked the guards of this small village y/n’s always at. They nodded their heads then turned around to walk towards, where I guess, y/n is.

“Y/n!” One said as we walked upon y/n reading a book that my people gave to her, to little kids. They seemed happy and like they were having fun. I think this is my first time ever seeing her smile.

“What did you come here for?” She asked. She always seems like she has a tone with me. Only me. “Oh, nothing. Just wanted to walk and talk. Only for 10 minutes or so,” I lied. I have to get her away from the guards.

“Now you know I can’t do that. They always follow me. Where ever I go,” y/n said as I sighed. “I know, but, maybe they’ll make an acceptance this one time. Please,” I begged as she tilted her head.

Y/n got up and walked toward me and the guards. She said something in her language that I still haven’t learned yet, then walked passed me. “10 minutes,” she said.

“So what did you actually bring me out here for?” Y/n asked as she finally stopped somewhere a bit far from the village. “I was thinking we could fight,” I said.

“Fight?” She chuckled. “Pathetic,” she added. “What’s pathetic is that you need a whole army to fight for you,” I argued. “That’s just how we work,” she replied.

“What do you wish to fight for?” She asked, making me smirk. “If I win, you stop this boss act and I get to show people that you’re not as strong as you make yourself to me,” I said.

“And if I lose, you can keep your little act going and I’ll be very, very embarrassing,” I said as she rolled her eyes, holding back a laugh I wanted to slap away from her.

“Bet,” she said, a new word that she got from our kind as she jumped off of the log she was standing on and attacked me. I was almost unprepared but moved out of the way fast enough and kicked her back.

“Good reflexes. But not good enough,” she said as she turned and kicked my legs, causing me to fall to the ground. “Fuck,” I groaned then quickly rolled over as she was about to kick my face.

“Fighting dirty, huh?” I asked as I got up. “Nah, just want to get this over with,” she said before running towards me. She’s always been an attacker which is hard to fight against since she always makes the first move.

“Already tried?” She asked, looking down at me after giving me the worst blow to my stomach. I hate her but I won’t ever doubt again that she’s a good-ass fighter. “Nah,” I said, about to kick her legs to make her collapse but I heard a gunshot.

I quickly looked around as I stayed on the floor, hoping to see anyone but I can’t. “Y/n, get down!” I yelled-whispered because she still standing like she was in shock. She can’t be in shock right now.

“Y/n!” I yelled. She slowly looked down as her hands lifted up towards her stomach. “Did your people use their weapon on me?” She asked slowly as she pulled her hand away from her stomach showing blood.

“Ah, shit!” I said as she dropped to the floor. “No, no, y/n, you have to get up! Y-You can’t be out here. Shit! Fuck, uh, fuck. Y/n, get up!” I said as I tried picking her up, but another shot was fired but don’t hit us thankfully.

“Hood your fire dumb fucks! I made her fight me!” I yelled out so my people can stop this madness. They just fucked up our stay here. Her people will never forgive us for this.

“Bellamy, am I dying?” She asked, sounding like she was about to pass out. “Shit! No, no, you’re not dying. Just- Just stay still and hold this down,” I said as I took my shirt off, and lifted her ripped-up shirt to press down on her wound so she won’t bleed out.

“Guys, stop it! She needs medical assistance!” I yelled back as I saw her trying to break correctly and keep eye contact with me. She still seems fearless. How could I do this to her? What did I do?

“Don’t worry, she’ll get it,” an unfamiliar voice said. “But that won’t be needed for long,” they added. I looked around until my eyes landed on people in a has max suits and a dude without one. Everyone had a gun.

“W-Who are you?” I asked as I kept trying to push down on her wound. “We’ll get to talking once we get what I need,” he said then snapped his fingers. That’s when the people started making their way towards us. Towards her.

“What? No. No, back away! Back up!” I yelled but they didn’t listen. “No! No!” I yelled as two people pulled me away. “Don’t you fucking touch her!” I yelled, making the dude without a suit on, chuckling to himself.

As one guy went to pick y/n up, she lifted her arm and stabbed the dude in his neck causing him to fall back and bleed out.

“Get her now! We don’t have time for this!” The man said. That’s when a few people attacked her, taking her weapons and then dragging her away. They’re manhandling her while she’s screaming in pain.

“No, no! Help! Help us!” I yelled, hoping one of her people followed us so they wouldn’t completely have no eyes on her but they actually trusted me. Fuck. I kept repeating my yells until something knocked me on the side of my head.

“What is this shit!?” I yelled at the man as he threw y/n on her stomach, onto this medical chair and then strapped her down. They didn’t even patch up her wounds. She’s bleeding out and groaning in pain.

“I can see you’re not too happy. I assumed because of how you guys fought, you didn’t like each other but I see otherwise now,” he said as one sergeant pulled out some big needle that I’ve never seen in my life.

“What the- Hey! Hey, get away from her! What is that!?” I asked the man as he took a deep breath, about to tell me the most inhumane thing I’ve ever heard of.

“That needle you see is what we use to subtract bone marrow from the grounders who’ve been able to breathe on earth for hundreds of years,” he said as he sat in front of me after a guard placed a chair down.

“You see, my people can’t survive the outside but they can. People like you can too which is surprising,” he said. “We’ve been studying you guys and we finally got one of you which will help another few of my people,” he added.

“What? You’re gonna- You’re gonna fucking- No, let me go! L-Let her go! I swear to god-“ I went to say but he cut me off. “What will you possibly do?” He asked then snapped his fingers. Seconds later, his guards took me away as I yelled and demanded them to let me go but they wouldn’t listen.

Maybe an hour went by since the guards threw me into this clean and well-kept-up room. I’ve been thinking of ways to kill this man and escape. We can’t stay here.

As I was about to start my banging on the door that I’ve been doing every 10 minutes, the door swung open to two guards dragging y/n into the room by her arms.

She looked dead. My heart skipped a beat until I noticed she was alive by her whimpers. They patched her up but her blood is still leaking through her bandage.

“Here,” a third guest said as he walked through the doors and threw a medical bag at me. “Fix her up, would ya?” He said then walked out with the other two after they dropped y/n on the floor.

“Shit, y/n?” I said as I grabbed the medical bag and sped over to her. “Mhm?” She asked as I began to work on her. First I cleaned her up while keeping a conversation with her so she won’t fall asleep.

“I need you to keep talking to me, okay baby? Keep talking,” I said after watching her eyes get heavy. “Hurts,” she said right before slipping away and passing out.

“Y/n? No, y/n, stay up!” I said as I fastened my process before she looses too much blood. I’d she dies, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself. I made her go out, far from her guards to fight her.

I’ve always said that if I had the chance to kill her, I would but that’s a lie. Just a big fucking lie. I can’t do that to her. She’s one of the kindest, most responsible, and most thoughtful people I’ve met. I really fucked up…

“Guess I didn’t die,” I heard y/n say as she leaned up on the bed I laid her on. “Yeah, I guess,” I said as I quickly got up and walked to the side of the bed. “Hey, hey, chill out,” I said as I leaned her back to check her wound.

“Why are you carrying for me? Didn’t you want to fight me? Maybe even kill me?” She asked after slapping my hand away from her. “Hey!” I slightly shouted as I grabbed her wrist. She tried tugging away but I tugged back to get her to stop.

“Listen! You’re hurt and your people would probably kill me and think I shot you if they find your lifeless body bled out,” I said then pushed her wrist away and went back to slowly pull the big patch I placed on her.

“It sent Straight through so that’s good. I didn’t know until I started patching you up. You’ll heal within a few months but it takes a good year to get back to your normal self,” I said. “A year!?” She yelled.

“Chill, okay? I’ll take care of you and shit,” I said, making her laugh. “You? Take care of me? Yeah, it’s hard to feel comfortable around someone who got me in this situation!” She yelled at me.

“I didn’t mean to get you shot! I just want to put you in your place and-“ I tried finishing. “Put me in my place? And what is that? Ruin what I and my people had going on for hundreds of years. We were doing good with and without you,” she said.

“You need us,” I said as I leaned over her to intimidate her but she leaned up. I can tell that she was in pain but she kept a straight face because that’s who she is. She’s strong. That’s what I like about her…

“You don’t scare me, Mr. Blake, so don’t lean into my face and not do anything about-“She went to get aggressive but I cut her off by smashing my lips onto hers. She instantly stops talking. My eyes are shut but I can tell she’s looking at me with wide shocked eyes.

I slowly lifted my hand up to place my hand on her cheek but she quickly gripped my wrist, stopping me. I kept my hand up, not giving up until she slowly let my wrist go, allowing me to place my hand on her face.

Now she’s kissing me back and I can’t tell she’s probably never kissed anyone. She’s not bad or anything, but she’s flinching at new things I do like moving my tongue, she’s breathing heavily, and seems very needy.

“You done being mad at me now?” I asked as she kept her lips on mine, kissing me in want. “Shut up and kiss me,” she said as she pulled my face into hers. I did. as told and pushed her down on the bed and hovered over her.

Her small whines are the most beautiful thing I’ve heard. I love how needy, whiny, and sloppy she kisses me. How could I be so mean to someone like her? She’s perfect.

Minutes into making out with her, I went to trace my hand down to her lower body but someone started punching in codes. I quickly got off of her as she quickly leaned up, snapping out of what we were doing.

“Stay back,” I said as I got in front of the bed to cover her and defend her if they try grabbing and experimenting on her again until the door opened to Clarke. “Bell,” she said under her breath as she sped over to me and jumped into my arms.

“I thought I lost you. We thought you ran away,” she said as I placed her down, not really comfortable with her wrapping her legs around me, right after I just got through making out with y/n.

“No, no, I was just out with y/n and then these people fucking-“ I went to say but she cut me off. “What were you doing with y/n alone? How did you even get her alone without her guards?” Clarke asked like she was upset.

“That’s not the issue right now. The issue is, is that she got shot and they didn’t give her proper treatment,” I said as I walked over to y/n to show Clarke what I’m talking about.

She walked over, seeming like she didn’t really care. “I tried my best but it’s not enough,” I said. “You touch her? Aren’t you like not allowed to? She barely had a shirt on,” Clarke said, focusing on the wrong things.

“Well if I didn’t, she would have bled out, Clarke,” I said with a tone, pissed off that she’s so worried about how I’m taking care of y/n like me and her are dating. Clarke is just another girl to me. Nothing else.

“Where’s the rest?” I asked Clarke so we could end this conversation that was going absolutely nowhere. “Making sure the guards don’t try attacking the people helping the people that are caged up,” she said. They caged people here?

“They’ll explain to you. Let’s go,” she said, trying to pull me with her but I yanked my hand away. “We have to take y/n,” I said as I looked at her with a disappointed look.

“She says she’s strong right? She can get up and get home herself,” Clarke said. “Nah, I think you can,” I said, causing Clarke’s eyes to widen. “You should go,” I said then began to help y/n get up.

Clarke stormed out as I paid no mind to whatever she was fussing about. “You should have told me you had a partner,” y/n said. “She’s not,” I replied. “Doesn’t seem like it,” she said as she backed up from me.

“I can walk myself,” she said then began walking. “Wait, y/n, it’s not what you think, okay? She’s into me. I’m not into her,” I explained. “But she still felt comfortable saying those things about me. You’re clearly showing her something,” she said as she limped out of the room.

I stayed silent and still in the room, cussing myself out that I had something with Clarke. She just fucked up what I and y/n could have probably had. I should have known she’d be like this.

Before I even pressed my lips onto hers, I thought about how all the women would feel about me and y/n being a thing. Clarke was the first to come to mind since she’s the more jealous type. The others have other people so they don’t need me.

SKIP SEVERAL MONTHS

3rd persons pov

It’s been months since y/n’s been shot and she’s doing pretty well. She still works out, trains, and talks to Bellamy but she never dares to speak about what happened between them in that room.

She respected Clarke and Bellamy’s non-realistic relationship and Bellamy respect how angry she was at him. He understood how uncomfortable she could have felt in that situation once Clarke started acting a certain way toward her for no reason.

Bellamy still tried to make small moves but it never really goes anywhere. They haven’t kissed each other since that day. The furthest it’s gone is touched around her clothing to ease her into him but she can’t forget how he made out with her and seconds later, Clarke came in like they’ve been dating for years.

Today’s y/n’s birthday and Bellamy just found out that the grounders don’t celebrate birthdays since they use to lose track of times before the sky people came down.

Bellamy is currently in y/n's room, decorating the place with old birthday decorations he found around the place. They had moved into the mountain men’s home after every one of them fled with suits to go someplace else, scared that the sky people and grounders would come after them for murder.

“She’s back from hunting in a few minutes,” Murphy said as he walked into the room. “Good, and her guards won’t be sticking their noses around, right?” Bellamy asked. “Nope, so you’re good,” he said.

“You really like her, huh? What happened?” He asked as he looked around the room, seeing how much work Bellamy put into it. bellamy was the one to even set up her furniture when they moved in a few months ago.

“I don’t know. It’s like, right after she got shot, I noticed that I’d missed something about her a little too much,” Bellamy said as he sat down on y/n's bed and looked down at the ground.

“I knew you didn’t hate her. It’s easy to tell,” Murphy said. “I read this book that was published back in 2023 and they said that people tend to get more annoyed about people that care about. That’s you to y/n,” Murphy said which is definitely true.

“She’s here!” Monty and Jasper yelled through Murphy’s Walkie-Talkie. “Good luck and don’t be you please,” Murphy joked as he made his way out of the room.

Bellamy chuckled as he got up and walked to the corner of her room so that y/n wouldn't see him when she first walks in. He wants to see her reaction. He loves watching her smile.

“Why is my door open!?” Y/n yelled throughout the hallways. Dammit Murphy. “Hello?” Y/n asked before peaking around the corner to the surprise in her room.

“Oh,” she said confused but slightly amazed. She’s never seen decorations like this before. “Who did this,” she said under he breathe as she took a step into her room with a smile on her face. Just what Bellamy wanted to see. He's never seen her smile this bright.

“I knew you’d like it,” Bellamy said, making her jump a little. “Bellamy!” She shouted then covered her mouth. “You like it, right?” He asked as he slowly walked towards her. “Yes, I actually do,” she said. You could see her blushing.

“Good, because it took me a couple of hours to find everything and put it up,” He smiled down at her. “Thank you,” she said as she began to scan the place and walk around. He can tell she really loves it.

“You know, y/n. I’ve been thinking. A lot. I know we use to be enemies-“ Bellamy said but she cut me off. “You use to be mine. I never hated you but go on,” she joked.

“Yes, yes, I know,” He chuckled. “But after that day in the room, I felt something. I’ve always felt it but it never came out until then. That’s the day I couldn’t force being angry at you or having some type of hatred towards you,” Bellamy said as she turned around and he walked towards her.

“Y/n, I really like you and I’m sorry Clarke said those things about you but I don’t like her. I don’t see anything with her. But I do see something with you,” Bellamy said. He softly grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes.

“So, could we please start over? Start something with each other?” I asked. “Bellamy…” she said as she pulled her hands back. “I can’t. You and Clarke have known each other for a while. I think she’s best for you,” she said.

“But I don’t want her. I don’t feel anything for,” Bellamy said as y/n shook her head with a chuckle. “She still talks about you. She’s obsessed and loves you,” y/n said.

“She doesn’t love me. She just hates the fact that I love you and now her. I’ve never loved her. I barely ever liked her,” Bellamy said making y/n shake her head.

“Yeah, that’s not what she keeps saying. Apparently, you guys have been secretly dating for years and still sneak around at night in your room or go off somewhere where no one will see you,” y/n said, making Bellamy’s blood boil.

“And who the fuck has she been saying this shit to?” Bellamy asked. “Me, Monty, Jasper, and maybe a few other girls,” Y/n said. “Well, that shit isn’t true. She just wants you away from me, that’s all,” Bellamy said, trying to softly grab y/n hands again but she backed up towards her bed.

“Look, we can’t work out, okay? It’s not going to happen,” she said. “Why? Why can’t it work?” Bellamy asked with a tone, getting tired of excuses and other people getting in the way between him and her.

“Because Bellamy! I don’t want you! You’re too different from me,” she said. “What are you talking about? No one who’s together is exactly the same, y/n,” Bellamy said as he stepped towards her.

“You’re not for me, Bellamy so just- Just leave, Bellamy,” y/n said but he didn’t listen. “Y/n, you’re perfect for me. I love how different you are,” Bellamy said as he went to grab her waist slowly but she slapped his hands away, shocking him.

Y/n walked passed Bellamy to get out of his face since he won’t get out of hers but he quickly grabbed her from the back and pulled her away from the door.

“Let me go!” Y/n yelled at Bellamy. Bellamy threw y/n on the bed and then quickly ran over to her door, shutting and locking the door so that she’ll listen and stay where he wants her at. With him.

“Bellamy, what are you doing?” Y/n asked, annoyed that he can’t just leave her alone. Why does he fight so much for her? Why does someone like her so much? She’s not someone who’s likable like this.

“I’m here to show you love, y/n. I fucking love you and you know that. That’s why you’re pushing me away. You think you’re gonna hurt me or some crazy shit but you’re not. What’s going to hurt me, is if you don’t accept me and love me back. I know you like my touch and presence,” Bellamy said as he made his way toward her.

“No, no, no! No, Bellamy! I-l don’t love you! I don’t!” Y/n yelled at him as she rushed her hands through her hair and rubbed her face, stressed that this is happening. She can’t run like usual. He’s got her trapped.

“Stop lying, y/n. It’s getting annoying and makes you look more pathetic,” Bellamy said, getting angry. “Pathetic!? You’re pathetic! You have to trap a woman in a room to force her to love you,” y/n said.

“I don’t have to force shit, and you know that. You fucking know it, so stop lying!” Bellamy growled at her as he grabbed her wrist tightly. “I’m tired of you fucking lying and denying. Admit it. Admit it now!” He yelled in her face, shocking her.

“No,” she firmly said, hating the dominance someone like him can show over her. She’s never felt any kind of dominance against her but from Bellamy. She can’t seem to function right with him talking to her like this.

“Get on the bed,” he demanded after letting her hand go, giving her a chance to listen. “No,” she said, once again with a tone, trying to stand her ground until Bellamy picked her up and threw her on her bed.

Bellamy kept his silence as y/n began to yell at him. He didn’t care. He wanted to shut her for once and make her submit. He wants to get rid of the lies and excuses.

“Bellamy, what are you doing!?” Y/n finally asked after noticing Bellamy’s shirt off. She’s never seen Bellamy with his shirt off. She’s seen his built-under wet clothes hut never more. This is a lot for her.

“You like the clothes I gave you in a box? They’re perfect for you,” Bellamy said, making y/n think. Murphy, Monty, and Jasper said that they gave y/n the box so she’d have the best up-kept clothes since she’s the leader of her people. Now she’s finding out Bellamy chose them all.

That explains the revealing parts, her panties, and bra that seemed a bit too pretty for Monty, Jasper, and especially Murphy to pick out for her. She knew they’d never do that.

“Y-You picked these out?” She asked, knowing the answer already. “Of course I did. Otherwise, I’d have a talk with Murphy about what he picked out for you,” Bellamy smirked at y/n as he slowly climbed onto the bed.

“Now will you finally let me taste you? I bet you’re sweet as a fresh berry,” Bellamy said as he tugged on y/n shorts. She tried slapping at his hands but she’s not really fighting him like she should be.

“Look at that… You look so cute in these tiny little panties,” Bellamy said after getting her shorts off. She tried covering herself up but it was not enough. Bellamy laughed at her attempt as he began to pull her panties down, so focused on what he’s been dying to see.

“Fuck, you’re wetter than I could’ve imagined,” he said under his breath. She had shaved today in the shower for the first time ever. She grew up thinking shaving wasn’t even a thing until Bellamy’s sister gave her something for her birthday.

“No one’s ever touched you here, haven’t they? Tell me I’m the first, baby, and I’ll treat so you right. Better than your people. I’ll worship you more than anyone else can, baby,” Bellamy said, becoming full of lust by the second.

“Bellamy, I can’t,” y/n has snapped out of what felt like a dream, angering Bellamy. “I’m tired of this shit,” he said as he quickly parted y/n’s legs and dived in without warning, lapping his tongue around her floss and clit faster than she could blink.

“Bellamy!” Y/n moaned loudly at the foreigner feeling. She’s never touched herself in any type of way down there so everything she’s feeling feels too great for her. She’s too sensitive.

“P-Please, Bellamy! Oh my!” She cried out, feeling her nerves hit her and her clit swell up. Bellamy began to suck any and everything he could reach. She grew wet, only making Bellamy eat her out sloppier.

“I-I-I can’t Bellamy! I can’t!” She kept crying and shaking as she felt her stomach tighten. She’s never felt this before. She thinks she’s about to pee on Bellamy’s face but Bellamy knows he’s about to take the sweetest thing he could possibly taste.

“Cum in my mouth, baby,” Bellamy said, and right after, y/n released all over his mouth and chest as she shook and rolled her eyes back. The moan she let out felt like music to Bellamy’s ears. He’s never heard of anyone so beautiful before.

Bellamy backed away and hovered over y/n watching her eyes shut and her body shiver from the new feeling she just received.

Bellamy began to take his jeans off as y/n lay there a whining mess, not being able to shake off the orgasm she just had.

“Work with me and I’ll go slow. Resist and I’ll put you in your place, princess,” Bellamy said as she slowly moved in between y/n’s legs, triggering her kind as she felt his bare skin. Her eyes widen in shock at his size.

“B-Bellamy, what are you doing? What is this? What is that?” Y/n asked, feeling a bit scared even though she knows Bellamy would never hurt her in any kind of way.

“It’s yours, princess, and the only right thing to do with it is to get to know it and soak it with your heavenly sent sweet juice,” Bellamy said as he brushed his tip against her entrance to watch her jump a little.

“Let’s see who’ll win this fight,” Bellamy said right before pushing balls deep into her cunt as she screamed and scratched at his chest and abs, feeling the pain but pleasure.

“N-No, this is too much!” She whined as she tried pushing away from Bellamy but he’s not waiting any longer. Bellamy gripped y/n’s neck, placed his hand next to her ok the bed to keep himself up, and began to thrust.

“Bellamy, Bellamy! Fuck, please! Please, Bell,” y/n moaned loudly, surprised at her language and the nickname she called him. “What’s wrong baby? You can finally not take something?” He laughed in her face.

“You’ve been stabbed, shot, thrown off of hills I heard and you can’t take a cock?” Bellamy teased as he sped his thrust. “You can’t take a simple fucking cock, but you can take all of this other shit!?” He shouted at her.

“You’re so pathetic,” growled in her face as her eyes rolled back and her moans got trapped by his tighter grip around her neck. “And you’re about to cum? Didn’t know you were a little slut to degrading, with the title you hold,” Bellamy chuckled as she squeezed his cock.

“I-I’m not,” she whined, which broke into a moan as she came around Bellamy’s thick cock. “Fuck, yes. Cum on my fucking cock and I might treat you better when I fuck your little body,” Bellamy grinned down at her.

“Bellamy,” y/n moaned as she softly grabbed his face and fucked up onto him. Oh, you’re horny? You like it, huh?” Bellamy asked, very surprised that she’s feel comfy with this so fast.

“Y-Yes, I like it,” she whined. Y/n tried pushing Bellamy to the side but he was too strong. He watched her struggle until he let her overpower him and climb onto him.

“Oh, shit,” Bellamy said shocked as y/n grabbed his cock and lined herself up to her own entrance until she dropped down on him with a loud moan. “Fuuuucck!” Bellamy bucked his knees.

“So sexy,” Bellamy growled as he pulled y/n’s shirt and bra off. “Ride me, baby,” Bellamy said. Y/n didn’t waste any time to start. The moans leaving her mouth were nonstop. Her rhythm is as well.

“You ride so good baby. All of that adrenaline in this sexy little body, coming to life,” Bellamy wrapped his large hands around her waist to help her. He gave her ass some smacks here and there, only making her sex drive higher.

“Never knew your tits were so beautiful,” Bellamy grabbed one for a few seconds then began to pinch her nipple to give y/n a better feeling. “Bell,” she moaned as she leaned down in his face.

“Right there,” he said, feeling his orgasm right around the corner. She stuffed his mouth with y/n’s free nipple and began sucking, only having her cum for the 3rd time with a wilder shake.

She still tried to ride him but soon stopped as Bellamy held her down with one of his hands on her waist. Bellamy groaned loudly as he released a big load into y/n. He’s never shaken before. But this time it felt too good to hold still.

Both pulled each other closer together as they rode out their orgasm together.

After cleaning each other up and talking about what the two should do further, they decided to officially be something.

Y/n had to explain to Bellamy that if she were to date someone, within a month, they’ll have to do a traditional marriage because of her title of the leader.

Bellamy couldn’t have had better news said to him. It was one thing for him to be her boyfriend but officially making her his is something he thought he’d have to wait years for. No, he doesn’t.

Y/n and Bellamy lived life to be the best couple anyone could have imagined. They’ve grown both of their people closer and helped generations of people understand that no one is truly your enemy unless you make them out to be.

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rb for more exposure and such. very interested in what you all have to say

#the 100 #the 100 fandom #polls #clarke griffin #bellamy blake #octavia blake #john murphy #jasper jordan #monty green #personally my favorite HAS to be season 2 by far #relatively unproblematic fandom… bellarke fandom screaming …. most characters were still alive…

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Happy easter, my dear friends, mutuals and followers! May your holidays be filled with joy, health and love! 🧡🐰🍀🐣

Easter. The return of the light, hope, and life. You don't know how much I need all of this. I had been so damn busy over the course of the last weeks, so at least i was very distracted from all the cases of losses and illnesses around me... On top of that, i had the flu over the past few days. Only today i'm feeling better and look forward to see my family in a few hours.

May the upcoming months and the rest of the whole year be kinder to all of us. Please!🙏🏻✊🏻🍀🍀🍀

Easter hugs to @togetherkru @natassakar @carrieeve @geekyogicheese @ninappon @bellamyblake @roguetwelve @okmcintyre @jeanie205 @infp-with-all-the-feelings @heartbellamy @kizo2703 @julibernardo @poppykru @lee-em-dee @igotbellarkeforthat @burninghoneyatdusk @travllingbunny @the-suns-also-rise @immortalpramheda @otp-armada @johnmurphysass @sometimesrosy @gaiagalit @astridandoddsandends @isweartobreathe @bookwormforalways @its-tea-time-darling @delicatebluebirdruins

#happy easter #sunflowerkru #the 100 fandom #bellarke fandom #easter #mutuals #friends #followers #the 100 fam #bellarke fam #easter greetings

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clexmas23 · 6 months

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Only 12 more days! theme list

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okmcintyre · 9 months

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Praimfaya is coming! 🔥 The end of the world... again!

#the100rewatch, #the100rewatch2023

Thanks again to the peeps out there sharing and posting #the100rewatch content as we go, and who’ve jumped onto Discord channels to chat! Our Server is home to a bunch of discussion channels for the show, and it'll even remind you when your favourite episodes & watchalongs are happening (thanks to the handiwork of @fen-ha-fuck-you!)

DROP US A DM FOR THE DISCORD INFO TO JOIN IN!

As always, let us know if you’d like to be tagged on updates! HAPPY WATCHING!! 🚀

@atheneans @sekretny @nightingalewithavoiceoflonging @astridandoddsandends @carrieeve @fen-ha-fuck-you @sometimesrosy @togetherkru @jeanie205 @kizo2703 @ninappon @bellamyblake @immortalpramheda @bellaarke @frazzled-bi @tempestaurora @johnmurphysass @brightblakes @peggysousfan @astridandoddsandends @pendragaryen @earthlords @summerchat @poppykru @raven-komskaikru @otp-armada @justbecauseyoubelievesomething @izloveshorses @geekyogicheese @isweartobreathe @natassakar @waldensblog @oswinian @itsamepigalet @bellamyschin @hazmatilda @somewhatsunshiny @howl-kom-whitelotuskru @delicatebluebirdruins @hikarielizabethbloom @lona-v-lona @the100rewatch

#the 100 #the100rewatch2023 #happy august!#it feels fitting that it's Praimfaya month #(since it's 1000 degrees here! 🔥 )#the100rewatch #4b is a fave I can't wait!!#also you'll notice a catchup week come the end of the month #those will be included more & more #as we get into our last few months #(so don't fret if you need to catch up! lots of opportunities coming to binge with the rest of us 😊)#the 100 fandom #the 100 events!#signal boosting!

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Silent bloom

Paring: Bellamy Blake x reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood and violence, PTSD

Chapter: 3.01

“Where are you going?”

You look over your shoulder to see Bellamy entering your shared room; he had just changed into looser clothing than he was wearing before. You smile at him, “to see Jasper.”

“Dressed like that?” He asks playfully, motioning to the damp towel that was wrapped around your body.

“Obviously, it’s the latest fashion,” you say. You reach for the clothes you left hanging on the edge of the bed, but Bellamy links his fingers with yours before you can reach them. You smile up at him and ask, “And what about you, Blake? Where are you going dressed like that?”

He looks down at his clothes, confused. “I’m going to spar with Lincoln. Why? Problem?”

“There actually is,” you say, reaching for the bottom of his shirt. “You're wearing far too many layers.”

He tugs off his shirt and discards it, “Better?”

“Much,” you say before leaning up and pressing your lips against his.

Bellamy deepens the kiss and wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you in closer to him. He gripped your chin with his hand and kissed down your forehead to your nose, making you giggle. “Have you decided what you're doing later?”

“Yes,” the giddy feeling in your stomach disappears, and you shake your head. “I’m not going.”

Arkadia had been your home for the last three months, although it wasn’t easy. Bellamy, Octavia, Raven, Monty, and Lincoln had kept you sane most of the time. But no matter how happy you felt around them, it didn’t keep the nightmares at bay.

His hand dropped from your chin as he cleared his throat. “Please, just think about it. We are going to Sector seven. I think it will be good for you.”

“I don’t know, Bell. I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready.”

He kisses your forehead and says, “Just say you’ll think about it.”

—

You take a deep breath and knock on the door in front of you. “Jasper, can we talk? Please.”

Jasper didn’t answer.

“You haven’t eaten in days, and I’m worried about you.”

Nothing.

You sit down on the ground and lean against his door. “I know what it’s like to see and hear people who aren’t there, it happens to me all the time. I still think about the people I’ve lost all the time. Hell, I even miss Murphy... I'm going to go. I’ve left you some food and clean clothes outside your door.”

You walk away feeling crushed, knowing Jasper probably wasn’t answering the door because he passed out drunk. The only people who made an effort with him now were you and Monty. So much for keeping your friends safe. You take a couple of deep breaths when you feel a tightness in your chest. You needed to change before you ended up pushing your friends away, just like Jasper.

—

You walk into the hangar and notice Miller and Bellamy preparing for the next scouting mission.

“You're coming?” Bellamy asks, smiling.

You nod; the look on his face makes you glad you’d decided to go. Hearing a groaning noise, you look under one of the tables to see Jasper pass out. “How long have you been there?”

“A couple of hours,” Monty sighs. Him and Bellamy pull Jasper out from under the table and help him stand.

“Hey, flower girl!”

You turn and smile brightly at Gina when you see her enter the room. “Hey, how was it?”

“I hate that place, you know? But somebody’s gotta go back there.” She gives you a sympathetic look before reaching into her backpack. “I found the book you were talking about.” She hands you a copy of the Iliad. “I remember you saying how you wanted to do something nice for Bellamy, and if you ever got the chance, you’d try to find him this.”

“This is amazing, thank you!” You pull Gina in for a hug before letting her get back to work.

You walk back towards Bellamy, who has a curious look on his face. “What was that about?”

“She helped me get you a gift.”

“A gift?”

“I wanted to do something nice for you, since you’ve been so good to me... while, you know…” The suspicious look on his face made you laugh. You handed him the book, and his expression hardened. “I thought you’d like it since your mom used to read it to you.”

“I do, it’s—thank you,” he kisses you on the forehead and puts the book in his bag. “Better make sure we’ve got everything.”

Bellamy hands Miller a gun while you double-check your bag to make sure you’ve got everything you need. You look up, noticing Monty walking by you carrying a bucket of water. He throws it over Jasper, who still looks drunk. “Oh, sorry, too cold?”

Jasper lets out a loud yell and grabs Monty, swinging them around before shoving him into the vehicle. “Enough!” You snap, jumping in between them. You shove Jasper back and say, “I get that you're hurting, but don’t be a massive dick and take your anger out on the people who care about you.”

Jasper looks taken aback by your words. He looks behind you as Bellamy approaches and says, “No gun for you, not until you’re sober.”

“Don’t want one,” he says, doing a mock salute, then slapping Bellamy on the head before walking away.

You and Raven share a look of concern. If Jasper had one of his meltdowns outside the camp, he’d probably get you all killed. Although the same could probably be said for you.

“Is Octavia coming?”

Bellamy shrugs. The relationship between the Blake siblings had been strained for a while, making it difficult for those around them.

You go to get into the Rover but stop when Bellamy places his hand on your shoulder. “Thank you,” he says quietly. “For the book and for coming.”

You give him a quick kiss on the lips before sitting down. Raven, who was in the driver’s seat, looked back at you with a smirk on her face and said, “She’s far too good for you.”

Bellamy rolls his eyes and says, “Shut up.”

Jaspers scoffs, “Be careful. Monty might melt her.”

“Enough!” Bellamy sighs. “Raven, take us out.”

Raven starts to drive out of the hangar when Octavia appears on horseback. She raises her brows and says, “try and keep up.”

—

The ride is mainly in silence until Jasper starts singing loudly; when Raven and Miller joined in, the mood became much lighter until the sing-a-long was interrupted by the sound of a tracking beacon from Farm Station, causing Raven to stop the rover.

“It hasn’t gone off in what? four months?”

Miller nods and asks, “How is that possible?”

“We'll find out. Where are they?”

Before Monty can answer you, Octavia opens the door to the rover and says, “Don't tell me I missed the party.”

“The beacon is in Sector Eight, Ice Nation territory,” Raven explains. “The protocol says we go home. Let the Chancellor decide what to do next.”

“Screw protocol. The Chancellor's not from Farm Station. Monty is, as is Miller's boyfriend,” he says, turning to face them. “It's your call.”

They agree to go into Ice Nation territory to look for the beacon.

—

Your breath becomes slightly hitched as you grip the gun in your hands tightly as Octavia talks to the Ice Nation scouts in Trig. They were looking for someone called Wanheda. You don’t notice Jasper moving until it’s too late, and he’s snatching the beacon that’s hanging around a scout's neck off of him.

The ground spins him round and he puts his knife to Jasper's throat, “Where's Wanheda?”

“We don’t know,” you go to step forward, but Bellamy holds you back. “We don’t know who Wanheda is, but we can help you look if you let him go.”

The scout looks as if he’s considering it, but Jasper starts to laugh, angering him. “You think this is funny?”

Before you can fully comprehend what’s happening, you're yelling for the scout to stop as he slices his blade along Jasper's throat. Miller, Raven, and Bellamy fire at the other scouts.

“Hold your fire!” Bellamy yells.

“Jasper, get down!” The moment Octavia throws her blade and it sinks into the grounder's chest, your hands are covered in blood again, and Finn is on the other side of the knife.

“Thanks Daisy.”

Your heart hammers in your chest as Finn’s voice echoes in your head and you watch the blood spilling down your friend's neck. You pull a first aid kit from your bag and try to hold a bandage against Jasper's neck to stop the bleeding, but he pushes you away. “I’m trying to help you; you're being an idiot!”

“I’ll take him to medical,” Octavia says, helping you to your feet.

Bellamy slams the radio; he was talking to Kane on down. “Miller? Get one of their horses. Raven said you can't ride, you're on the back. Monty, Daisy, you're with me. Let's go.”

—

You arrive at Sector 4 to meet Kane and Indra and walk into a tunnel. Monty walks beside you and says, “He's getting worse, isn't he? I mean, getting drunk every night is one thing, but smiling with a knife to your throat? That's next-level damage.”

Before you can reply, Kane comes into view with Indra by his side. Bellamy says, “He must have told her we broke the truce. Sir, before you say anything, there was a good reason—”

“I'll deal with that later. This is about Clarke,” Kane says seriously.

“What about her?”

“She’s being hunted,” Indra explains.

“By the scouts?”

“By everyone.”

—

You notice how nervous Indra looks as the wheels go over tree trucks, causing the rover to sway. You offer her a friendly smile and say, “It takes a while to get used to.”

She says nothing but watches as you roughly rub your hands with a wet cloth. Bellamy handed you something to try and get Jasper's blood off your hand.

“Sir, we're almost out of range. Are you sure you don't want to tell the chancellor?” Monty asks about slowing down before he drives completely out of range.

“I'm sure. I don't want to worry Abby until we know something.”

“We know there's a kill order,” Bellamy says from his position beside Monty in the front. “Your people are big on those.”

“It's not a kill order,” Indra clarifies. “It's a bounty. Clarke's a symbol. She's known as Wanheda. The Commander of Death.”

“Why are they looking for her? Is it because of what happened in mount weather?” Your hands begin to sweat at your own question.

“My people believe that when you kill someone, you get their power. Kill Wanheda, and you command death.”

“She’s just one girl,” Kane points out.

“So was the commander. What Clarke did at Mount Weather weakened her. The Ice Nation was emboldened. Their queen wants Clarke's power. If her people believe she has it, she'll break the coalition and start a war. I can't let that happen.”

“Welcome to sector seven,” Monty says, bringing the rover to a stop.

“Where to now?”

Indra leans forward and points in the direction she wants him to drive. “If she's here, she'll need supplies. We'll start at the trading posts.”

—

Monty slams down on the breaks so he doesn’t crash into a tree that’s fallen onto the road. “We need to move it to clear a path.”

You go to open the Rover door, but Indra stops you and says, “Wait. It's been cut down.”

“You don't know that,” Bellamy says before opening the door and popping his head out of the rover to look around with his gun ready.

You move beside him and look around as well, but when a second tree suddenly starts to fall, Bellamy pulls you away from the door and slams it shut.

Indra gives him a knowing look and says, “We do now.”

#the 100 #bellamy blake x you #bellamy blake x reader #Bellamy Blake #the 100 x reader #the 100 fandom #the 100 fanfiction #bellamy the 100 #bellamy blake/you #bellamy blake/reader #bellamy blake fanfiction #silent bloom

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magikalfangirl · 6 months

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OKAY, First of all, yes, the answer is always YES!

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ember-not-amber · 4 months

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WHAT THE FUCK IS SHAWN MENDES DOING IN “THE 100”?!?!?!

#original post #the 100 #shawn mendes #the 100 season 3 #add it up #the 100 fandom

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dontcha-wanheda · 1 year

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Merry Clexmas Everyone! And Happy Holidays!

#clexmas22 #clexmas2022 #clexmas #clexa #clexa edit #clexa manip #clexa edits #clexa fanart #clarke x lexa #lexa x clarke #the 100 #the 100 fandom #clexa christmas au #clexa christmas #clexa fandom #clexakru #clarke griffin #lexa woods #halligay

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togetherkru · 1 year

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Hey Sunflowerkru !

Aaah I'm so sorry, i don't really have new pics, excepted this one with my babyplants, and they're much bigger than last week, so here you are ! I didn't find the time to try other seeds, so we'll see next week😏.

Don't forget to answer @sometimesrosy for a fandom rewatch of the 100. I'm totally in, but i must say I have no idea how to organize it.

Lots of love to all of you!

Tagging/saying hi to : @pendragaryen , @natassakar , @geekyogicheese , @lee-em-dee , @bellamyblake , @carrieeve , @ninappon , @roguetwelve , @igotbellarkeforthat, @searamour @infp-with-all-the-feelings , @isweartobreathe , @kateemcintyre , @kizo2703 , @jeanie205 , @travllingbunny , @bookwormforalways , @immortalpramheda , @brightblakes , and a special thought to @julibernardo

#the 100 fandom #bfsn #bellarke family sunflower night #my bfsn

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bellarkeselection · 1 year

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Can you do a John Murphy x reader like they were best friends since 6 on the ark and they have really good sense of humor and Murphy is always making the reader laugh and the reader is always making Murphy laugh and one day they go in to the woods with Octavia and they get lost from the drop ship and they see Lincoln which helps them and the the camp has a Bon fire and then Murphy confesses to like the reader who likes him back and the they date sorry that a lot

Hi I don't write for Murphy. I only write for these characters - sorry 😢

Bellamy Blake - ( female x reader only )

Marcus Kane - (father/friend only)

Clarke Griffin - (Sibling/friend only)

Abby Griffin (mother/friend/mentor only)

Octavia Blake - (Friends/siblings only)

Raven Reyes (friends only)

#the 100 #the 100 imagine #the 100 x reader #the 100 fandom #the 100 fic #the 100 masterlist #john murphy x reader #bellamy blake x reader #bellamy blake x reader one shots #bellamy blake imagine #marcus kane x daughter reader #abby griffin x reader #clarke griffin x reader #raven reyes x reader #octavia blake x reader

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all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams · 1 year

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I love John Murphy and I'm so upset he's not an actual character in the 100 books. I've started reading them and I like them, but Murphy 😭😭 I want more of him

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pendragaryen · 4 months

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Merry christmas, my dear friends, mutuals and followers and all the best wishes for the upcoming new year! 🧡🫶🏻🧡🫶🏻🧡🫶🏻🧡

The last bit of 2022 and the whole of 2023 have not been very kind to my family - and so I'm standing here today, looking back at the past 13 months and finding myself almost back and stuck in the emotional state that I had been in after the separation from my long time boyfriend/life partner in 2009... That was a very dark time. I was trying to live and breathe with a constant black hole in my chest and soul for a couple of years then... I felt so empty and lost. I had a very similar feeling for the span of a couple of months after I had been kicked out of my job in 2017. But nothing, and I mean it, nothing has the rug under my feet pulled away and made me hit rock bottom like the cancer illness of my sister, the death of my grandma and now the fact that my mum is diagnosed with a tumor in her spine, all in the span of just 13 months... Please, we all need some rest in my family so desperately. But now we're all very anxious bc of the surgery my mum has to go through at the 12th of january. It's a difficult surgery. No-one knows for sure at this point what kind of a tumor it is. It causes her legs getting more and more numb and if they don't do anything, the risk of her ending up using a wheelchair rather sooner than later seems very likely. If the tumor should be malignant (please, god, no, NO!) the consequences would be even worse bc it could've spread already... But the fact that the doctors pushed for a fast surgery likely speaks for the possibility that the tumor is benign and seated in just one place... Well you see, this really keeps me busy... We all hope desperately that she will get better after the surgery, and not worse... We have plans! We want to travel together again! To the Netherlands next! Or to Danmark!

Don't get me wrong, there HAD been good things that happened in the last year, not at least the fact that my sister is now considered as cured. We're all so relieved and thankful, I have no words for it! But then... the death of our grandma... and now the tumor and surgery of my mother... I feel like i'm trapped in a constant state of emotional stress, like standing in the dark and screaming into the void with nobody being able to hear me... I can't even begin to imagine how my sister must've felt or how my mum is feeling now. Sometimes I think I'm too empathetic, the way I suffer with and for my beloved ones... that can't be healthy. I'm so tired.

Sorry to bother you with all this. I'm not around here that often anymore. Sadly I have to say I lost joy in many things I once loved or loved to do over the course of the last years. I'm unmotivated most of the time. But now... I have to function, I have to be there for my mum. It'll take half a year at least for her to recover from her surgery (if everything goes well - fingers crossed please!!!) and so I have to be strong - and I WILL be strong! For her! For my family! I hope my sister will support me then... The relationship of her and our mom is a little difficult... Sadly. But she's working on it..

I said I lost the joy in many things I loved once, but one thing I'll never get tired of is, on the rare occasions I visit this site, to read you all at our weekly BFSN, to see the 100 fam still being so creative and devoted, so that our favorite show never really gets forgotten. Thank you so much for that! And please keep tagging me in things! I read you, look at your photos, and I smile, even though I may not answer. This little corner of our fandom is so dear to me, it's almost a little like homecoming when I log in here. A comfort place.

Thank you all for your kind, empathetic, couraging, and motivational words at the last BFSN. I appreciate each and every one of it.

I hope the year has been kind to y'all and that these christmas holidays and the new year will be filled with tons of health, luck and love for you and all of us! Here's to a well deserved rest for us all!

And may we meet again. Here and in words. Maybe one day in person? Who knows?

Always.

Anne

@sunflowerkru: @togetherkru @carrieeve @ninappon @roguetwelve @bellamyblake @jeanie205 @geekyogicheese @natassakar @heartbellamy @okmcintyre @immortalpramheda @igotbellarkeforthat @infp-with-all-the-feelings @isweartobreathe @kizo2703 @travllingbunny @bookwormforalways @lee-em-dee @julibernardo @broashwhat @its-tea-time-darling @delicatebluebirdruins (and each and everyone else I maybe forgot, please excuse me)

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locker42 · 2 years

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Bounty Hunter - It’s All Over

Warnings: violence, blood, injuries.

Pairing: Bellamy x Grounder!reader.

Word count: 3134.

Series Masterlist.

Masterlist.

“I’ll go with you.” You suggested, looking towards Octavia who nodded her head in agreement. You started walking towards the exit of the throne room but Bellamy’s hand on your arm stopped you. You turned around and saw his face, disapproval clear.

“Bellamy-“

“No, we’re not splitting up.” He said and shook his head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, I know how to handle myself. And besides, as much as I hate to admit it, we need Pike for now and I can’t let Octavia kill him. Not yet.” You tired to convince him but yet his face didn’t change. You sighed and cupped his cheek with your hand, running your thumb over his cheekbone, careful not to hurt his bruise right next to it. “This is war, Bellamy. I have to do what I have to do. I’ll make it back to you, I promise.”

It took him a few seconds before he nodded. “Fine. But I’m not willing to lose you or my sister, so be careful. Okay?”

“Always.”

However you didn’t fully know if that was true. You didn’t know if you’d make it back to him or even if you will survive this or not. So you decided to make the most of it and stepped closer to him, leaning forward and pressing your lips against his, ignoring all the other people in the room. His hand immediately went to the back of your head as he held you close with his other one.

“I love you, Bellamy.” You whispered as your pulled away.

“I love you, too, Y/N.”

“See you later.” You said before turning around and walking off to where Octavia went, ignoring any regret or doubts. This was not the time to have second thoughts about anything.

You stared at your knife, trying to ignore the hope inside you that you may won’t have to use it. But you knew it was impossible. Things were already out of control and you knew that the plan of not killing g any of these people was not possible whatsoever. You hoped that if you would make it out alive, you’ll finally have a chance of peace. Where there will be no killing, no blood shed and no battle to fight. You help onto that hope with every inch of your heart because you knew it was the only motivation left in you to keep fighting.

“You’re burning up.” Miller’s voice cut through your thoughts. You turned your gaze to Bryan who was laying on the couch, his face was pale and there was sweat on his forehead. “I’m fine.” He said, but it was hard to believe due to the condition he was in. Pike walked towards him and put his hand on his forehead. “Wound is infected.”

“I’m sorry for the way things happened.” Bryan said in a weak voice.

“That was another war.” Pike said and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Better take him to Abby.” He said and turned to Miller.

“Copy that.” He said and got up. “I’ll come right back.”

They both grabbed Brayan by his arms and started pulling him up from the couch. He stood up, bouncing his balance on his good leg. “I’m not letting you fight alone.” He said to Pike, and although his tone was determined you could hear the pain and exhaustion in his voice.

“He won’t be alone.” Octavia said quietly from where she was sharpening her sword. The sound of the rock scratching against the blade always gave you goosebumps - either excitement or fear. This time, you didn’t really know what to feel.

“You see? Come on.” Miller’s voice made to turn back to him. Bryan wrapped his arm over his shoulders as he helped him walk towards the exit of the room, leaving Octavia, Pike and you alone.

“If we’re gonna survive this, we’ll need to stand together.” Pike said. You saw right through his words. He was scared, scared of the consequences of his actions. He was smart enough to know that Lincoln’s death will not pass by Octavia or you.

Whilst you rolled your eyes, not giving him the satisfaction of a decent conversation, Octavia was the one who chose to reply.

“Now you say that.” She didn’t glance at him, focusing on the sharpening of her blade. Her response left Pike quiet as he walked to the balcony.

“Here they come.” He announced after a few seconds. You pulled out your knives, knowing already that not killing anyone or hurting them was not an option. They were emotionless robots, not able to feel any sort of pain. You needed to be prepared. Octavia came to stand beside you as you waited in anticipation for the intruders to come, her sword gripped tightly in her hand.

“Okay. The first wave is small.” Pike started, you listened to him, knowing this wasn’t a time for revenge or pettiness. “We do this Bellamy’s way. We let them in. We take them down. We tie them up. Clear?” Pike instructed. You ignored the chill that went down your spine when he said Bellamy’s name and nodded, keeping your eyes focused on the edge of the balcony. The first man arrived, but your attention was cut to Octavia slicing Pike’s thigh with her sword.

“Octavia, no!” You called out and tired to help him but she quickly pulled your arm. “No, Eretria.” She said, not bothering with more explanation.

“You need to put your anger aside or else none of us with be alive. We do this Bellamy’s way.” You said but her eyes focused on the men who were beating Pike. “Octavia. You can’t let your anger over Lincoln affect this. This isn’t the time.”

She turned to you, glaring. “You considered him your brother and now you lecture me about letting the person who killed him suffer?”

You just shook your head at her, refusing to think about him and stepped forward to continue the plan. You punched one of them, drawing his attention and quickly delivered another one to delay his response. He threw his punch, aiming for your cheek but you dodged and used the momentum to flip him over your shoulder. You turned and kicked his head as hard as you could, knowing it was the only way to hold him down at the moment. Suddenly you were grabbed from behind, an arm around your neck. You stabbed the person’s arm several times but he didn’t let go. You reached back and stabbed him as deep as you could but nothing made him release you.

“O, what are you doing?” You heard Bellamy’s voice as he entered the room, eyes stopped on you. You took your chance and stabbed him again but his grip only got stronger. “Bellamy, no.” Octavia called before you heard a gunshot and the guy behind you fell, dead. You dropped beside him, trying to catch your breath. There were a few more gunshots before you saw Bellamy beside you.

“Hey, hey, I got you. Are you okay?” He asked you, a worried look taking over his features. You nodded and grabbed his shoulders, not trusting your voice yet. You stood up with him and pointed at Pike. He understood you and went over to help him off the floor. “She cut me.” Pike said, glaring at Octavia. You didn’t have to time to agree or disagree due to more people climbing on top of the balcony, dropping in front of you.

“Come on. We got to go.” Bellamy said and began walking to the door, helping a limping Pike. You clenched your jaw and joined them.

“We can’t give up the room.” Pike protested.

“We already have.” Bellamy responded, pulling him along. You reached the exit and as you turned around to close the doors you saw Kane climbing on the balcony as well. You ignored him and shut the door.

“Help me.” Bellamy called as he brought a furniture to block the door with. You quickly grabbed your own and helped him.

“I told you, you need to get yourself under control if we’re gonna survive this.” Pike said as he and Octavia moved a dresser to block the door. She ignored him, focusing on pinning the dresser to the door. You leaned back on the door, pressing yourselves against it. Although you couldn’t see her, you heard the thumps on the door as Octavia banged her head against it.

“O? O, listen to me.” Bellamy said, catching her attention. “I know how you feel. I let my need for revenge put me on the wrong side. I don’t want that for you.” He said, surprisingly calm given the situation you were in. The door pushed against you, almost knocking you to the ground but you all stabilized yourselves. Another after another you kept pressing onto the door as they tried to get through. You knew you didn’t have much time before they will break through the door.

“You keep it closed. I’ll get more for the barricade.” Octavia said, speaking your thoughts. Bellamy nodded and she ran off to find more furniture to put against the door.

“Wasn’t the wrong side.” Pike said after she left. “If the Grounder army was still there when Lexa died, they would have attacked, and you know it.” You kept your mouth shut, focusing on your balance as the banging continued. You knew it wasn’t the time.

“I wanted to see things like you. I needed that, to believe that they were bad and we were good. I don’t know what to believe anymore.” You’d be lying if you said his words didn’t hurt you even in the slightest, his actions did cause a lot of damage to your people. However you knew what he was going through - the guilt, the realization that you did something wrong, that you were reckless. You knew he didn’t need more accusations. “I just know I have to live with what I’ve done.” He finished, leaning his head on the door and closing his eyes. You carefully slipped your hand on his, not looking at him when he glanced at you.

As you prevented them from breaking through the door, you kept loading stuff on top of each other to keep a functioning barricade. Miller and Bryan rejoined you and helped you.

“Look out.” You said as you threw a chair on top of the pile, Miller throwing a small chest afterwards.

“This isn’t gonna hold for long.” Bryan said as he pressed himself against the barricade.

“How the hell they even get in here?” Miller asked in frustration.

“Doesn’t matter.” Bellamy said from beside you. “This is where we make our stand.”

“Sounds like there’s a lot of them.” He said, pausing due to another push against the door. “May be time to go to guns.”

“We have something better than guns.” Pike said from behind you, making you all turn to him. “Surprise.”

You agreed to his plan, setting everything up in order to get the it done. You stood at the end of the hallway, waiting for them to come to you.

“Wait, Kane.” Octavia said, her hands up, signaling they were here. “Wait. I give up.”

You heard their footsteps in the water, getting closer and closer. “I’ll take the chip.” Octavia continued her act.

“Good.” Came Kane’s response. “No one else has to die ever. Maybe you can convince your mentor of that.”

“Indra’s alive?” She asked, her tone surprised.

“Yes, on the cross suffering needlessly.” You clenched your jaw at his words, feeling yourself getting angrier. “Now!” Octavia yelled. You stepped up and threw the batons in the water, watching as they all dropped down to the ground.

“The charge is clear. Hurry up, let’s get their weapons.” Pike ordered as he and Bryan stepped forward. You followed them, taking every weapon you could find and keeping some to yourself. You eventually ran to the throne room, settling a barricade to spare some time until you had to fight them. You gripped your knives in your hands, your eyes focused on the door as bang after bang was heard through the room. The barricade has fallen, people entering the room, ready to attack. But so were you.

“Here we go.” Bellamy’s voice was the last thing you heard before it all turned to chaos. You leaped forward, punching the guy in front of you then stabbing him in his leg and pushing him to the ground. Another one came at you with a wooden stick, aiming for your head but you dodged and sliced his side, snatching his weapon and knocking him out with it. It was dropped to the floor when you received a punch to your jaw, making you stumble back a little. You quickly collected yourself before swaying your fist to the side of his head, knocking him to the ground.

You saw a woman making her way to the throne but you quickly grabbed her and threw her to the floor as hard as you could, rising up just in time to block a hit coming you way and stabbing that person in his shoulder before kicking his chest. You took a breath in, only for it to be knocked out of you as an unexpected force pushed your to the ground. He punched you and went for your knife but you recovered quickly and punched him, ignoring the pain gathering in your knuckles and your muscles straining. You pushed him off of you and began to sit up but something had stopped you. You saw Bellamy laying with Kane on top of him, hands around his throat. He tried to fight him but it was no use.

“Bellamy!” You called as you got up and ran to knock Kane off him but another body sent you collapsing to the floor. As he landed punches on your face the other kicked your stomach. You acted immediately and sent your knife through his heart, pulling out and in again before throwing him off of you. You then grabbed the other one’s leg, pulling and sending him to the floor as well. You crawled on top of him, ignoring the pain in your stomach and you punched him several time before knocking him out with the butt of your knife.

You glanced at Bellamy, ready to go and help him but another guy took you down, you stabbed him but he just wrapped his hands around your throat, cutting your airway. You raised your knife and sent it straight to his temple. He dropped on top of you, dead. You got up from underneath him and stumbled a bit. Before you could comprehend what was coming at you you were punched in the face. You almost fell but quickly regained your posture and started fighting back. Sending your knives to different places, trying to hit him but he didn’t budge.

You were growing tired and weak, your time was borrowed and you knew it. As another punch after another was sent to your face you stayed on your feet, refusing to go out, to give up. With every last energy you had in you you leaped forward and knocked into him, sending you both to the floor. You used your advantage and plugged your knife into his heart, twisting it and then pulling out. With much struggle, you got back up, embracing yourself for the next hit. But it never came. Instead you saw people dropping to the ground from pain, stopping their attack. Screams of agony and pain were heard, but your eyes were searching for one person in particular; Bellamy. You saw him laying on the floor, Kane no longer choking him. You walked as fast as you could to him and dropped to the ground, helping him sit up.

“You’re okay, you’re okay.” You said as his eyes met yours. You smiled softly and brushed his hair away from his face. “It’s over, it’s all over. She did it.”

He took your hand that was caressing his face and squeezed it gently, making you wince due to the pain. His eyes darted to your bloody hand to examine it but you pulled his face to look back at you. “It’s okay, it’s all okay.” You repeated as you hugged him close to you. You eyes fell on Kane, staring at Bellamy and then at his hands.

“Hey.” You said, drawing his attention. “Don’t spiral out with guilt, this wasn’t you, it was Alie. And she paid, she’s gone. So don’t blame yourself for this because you did nothing wrong.”

He don’t say anything just looked at you and nodded slightly. You nodded back at him before focusing back on Bellamy. “Let��s get you up.” You said and helped him stand up, even though you weren’t the most stable option for that. You put your hand on your stomach and held yourself from dabbling over, clenching your jaw and breathing through your pain.

“Hey.” Bellamy’s soft voice drew you back to him. “Are you okay? You can lean on me.”

“No,” you shook your head, “I’m fine, just gotta breath it out.” You looked up, seeing Clarke recovering from everything that’s happened, still seated on the throne. “Go check on Clarke.”

“Are you sure? I-“ he went to argue but you quickly shut down the idea.

“Yes, I’m sure. Now go.” With an assuring look from you he finally went over to her and helped her off the chair.

From the corner of your eye you saw Octavia. You locked eyes before she glanced at Pike, then back at you. You nodded before you could even think, knowing that the kill was hers and that he needed to die. Lincoln’s death is something you have yet to face it and you knew that grief was buried inside you, you just didn’t let it out yet. However the sadness and the anger were still there along with the thirst of revenge. You waited, without noticing you waited in anticipation for Octavia to kill him. You wanted to do it, so bad, but you knew people like Octavia. You knew she needed to do it more than you.

You didn’t notice anything as you focused on Octavia and Pike. His almost relieved face was gone as she pushed her sword through his heart. She pushed deeper, and you felt a small satisfaction as he winced in pain, but didn’t let it show as you glared at him. She pulled the sword out and he fell to the ground, blood soaking the carpet beneath him. Her gaze stayed on him before she turned to you. You nodded, silently thanking her. She nodded back before turning around and walking out of the room.

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